The festivites started on Christmas Eve day. I made homemade sugar cookies, iced them, and Emerson decorated them all by her big-girl self. It was funny watching her select just the right color and quantity of sprinkle. There was definitely a method to her madness, and it cracked me up.
She got to eat a cookie as a reward for all of her creativity! She cried when she couldn't have another one.
The result of the sugar cookie consumption: putting on her tutu and running wildly through the house.
Our plans of putting the kids in the car and driving around looking at Christmas lights was foiled that evening by blizzard-like conditions and TONS of snow. We stayed cozy in the house and had potato soup and cornbread for dinner.
Daddy rounded up the natives first thing in the morning. Well, officially Jax was already up, having enjoyed his early morning breakfast complete with a game of let's-bite-the-nipple-and-see-how-far-we-can-stretch-it. Yes, friends, it's a lovely little game, one you'll probably never want to experience first-hand. Just tellin' ya. Emerson looks a little out of it in this one... she looks like she doesn't quite know where she is.
After a quick round of 'Happy Birthday to Jesus,' with the Holy Child wrapped in the couch blanket, the present-opening began. Here they are opening stockings from a distant relative.
Emerson proceeds to amputate her faux-Barbie. She's thinking, 'You gotta be kiddin' me.'
Jax looks at Daddy as if to say, 'Oh my gosh! Did you see that? She just tore her frickin' leg off!'
After our morning festivities, we bundled the kids up and headed to Jason's parents' house. Jax, of course, looks darling in his little OU hat. I just wanna pinch his widdle cheekies!
Opening gifts was fun for all! Pa-Pa, Grandma, and Uncle Travis went crazy as usual and bought the kids some wonderful gifts. It was a fantastic day, a wee bit exhausing, but worth every minute!
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